The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

In the blink of an eye, there was only one day left before Mo Wen returned to Tiandou City, and he was feeling a little anxious.

After waking up from meditation in the morning and changing out of Qing Yi who had been staring at the stove all night, Mo Wen continued to make a new soul guide.

After finishing the last few core pieces, Mo Wen put the fire aside and ignored it. After several days of forging, his face was a little dry, and every day he could see Ning Rongrong secretly looking for the book.

Mo Wen, who was secretly watching, was in a great mood. He told Qing Yi to go to the study room when he was reading. Every day, he watched Ning Rongrong leading the maid to search, looking like he wanted to dig deep into the ground. He didn't know when his patience would be exhausted. All.

Holding the core in his hand, the carving knife made a series of carvings in a smooth motion. The last core of the armor was completed. Mo Wen let out a sigh of relief. He meditated on it and fell asleep, but his recovery was still a bit insufficient.

Open the groove of the steel boots, insert the core, and carve the soul power wires. Finally, the three sets of soul guidance armors and matching weapons are completed.

There are two soul cannons mounted on the shoulders of the streamlined armor, which are inspired by the ancient soul cannons recorded in the history of soul guidance technology.

There is a soul guide sword hanging on the back of the waist. Injecting soul power can form a light blade. Press the button on the handle and use force to move it and launch it.

The forearm is obviously thicker. Depending on the way of injecting soul power, it can emit soul guidance rays or push itself backwards.

There is an opening in the boots on the feet, which can form a soul blade, and there are two jet ports on the soles of the feet, which can achieve short-term flight.

He held a soul-guided ink crossbow in his hand and carried a shield behind his back. He was fully armed and looked like he was extremely capable in combat.

Looking at the three sets of armor in front of him, Mo Wen felt a sense of accomplishment. The problem of dressing quickly cannot be solved at present. He needs to break through to Soul Saint or above and have the mental power of a titled Douluo.

Putting the set prepared for Liu Erlong into his old storage soul guide, Mo Wen took off his belt, buckled out the purple gem, poured out the contents, took out the carving knife, and carved behind the gem.

Carefully, for fear of damaging this storage gem, I took out the last parts, each of which was strange and strange, and there were many steel wires inside.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen prepared to make the shell first, and took out four pieces of purple wood. They were the bodies of the ten thousand year soul beast Purple Wood Iron Tree. They were extremely hard. They carved patterns on them first, then divided them and embedded the metal inside.

Next is the most important part, inlaying the purple gem on it. Different from the previous non-attack, what Mo Wen wants to make is a new version with more forms. The parts cannot be placed at all, so he needs the help of this storage gem. .

From the time it fell from the sky until it got dark, Mo Wen was sweating profusely, and his elegant image was completely gone. Several large boxes were filled with parts, and finally turned into this small box in his hand. From the outside, it looked entirely made of wood, nothing unusual.

But it is such a small thing, eighteen kinds of weapons, and some special weapons, without which it cannot be transformed.

I don't know when, Ning Rongrong appeared next to him, watching Mo Wen focus on a broken wooden box, preparing to attack the soul-guided ink crossbow in the hands of the two armors.

"Whoosh...pop."

A pebble hit the back of Ning Rongrong's hand. She retracted her hand and walked out with a whistle, "Don't you want to practice? You spend all your time playing with these scraps of metal, so you can let the people below do it." To do it, you have to do it yourself.”

Miss Ning Rongrong was so inhumane two days ago that she asked the blacksmith of Qibao City to make all the parts except the armor. This morning she fumbled for a long time and finally made a small slingshot. She wanted to sneak one in the dark, but unfortunately Got caught.

"Oh, really?" Seeing the arrogant Ning Rongrong, Mo Wen also wanted to show off. He put on the armor prepared for Ning Tian and transformed into a metal man. His soul power poured in and formed a A golden soul barrier.

He drew out the long sword from behind with his right hand, and after injecting soul power, a golden sword blade immediately appeared. With a slight stroke, the big tree at hand fell down, and the cut was extremely smooth and smooth.

"It's amazing!" Ning Rongrong touched the armor with her little hands without scruples. Ning Rongrong's face was filled with excitement, her face flushed, and she couldn't control herself at all.

After waving his hand and pushing away the idiot-looking Ning Rongrong, Mo Wen took off his armor, packed it in a box, and put the other set away, not giving the little witch a chance to act like a monster. He began to worry, "How is the back of the book? , with your talent, you can easily learn these, I can’t wait to teach you.”

Qing Yi, who was hiding behind the door, covered her mouth and snickered. She was holding Ning Rongrong's discarded book in her hand. For the first time, she felt that Mo Wen was so interesting.

Ning Rongrong was not angry when she was pushed away. The feeling Mo Wen gave her was completely different from those she had known before, which made her very interested. She said coquettishly, "Master, how can you bear to push away your most beautiful female disciple? "

"First, you are not my apprentice yet, and you have not served me as a disciple. Second, don't think of these two sets of armor. One is for your father, and the other is for your eldest brother."

Transform the non-attack into a belt form, hold a big box in one hand, lock one of them with a big lock, and put it in the room. The other one sits under his buttocks, cross-legged and recovers the consumed soul and mental power.

After being told this, Ning Rongrong smiled and left, making up her mind that before Mo Wen left tomorrow, she must get a Mo crossbow to play with.

In the evening, Ning Fengzhi passed by Mo Wen's small building again. This time, besides Gu Rong, he was accompanied by Ning Qing. He introduced with a smile, "Mo Wen, this is the sect's defensive fighting soul saint, Ning Qing. Tomorrow you will You have to go back to school to study, and Ning Qing will protect your safety in Tiandou City."

"Okay, Sect Master. Hello, my name is Mo Wen. From now on I will call you Brother Qing." As Ning Rongrong's teacher, Mo Wen and Ning Fengzhi are the same generation. It doesn't mean anything to call Ning Qing brother. question.

Holding Mo Wen's hand, Ning's delicate face showed a smile, "No problem, please take good care of me in the future."

After introducing the new bodyguard, Mo Wen stood up and exposed the big box under his buttocks. After opening the lid, the soul guidance armor and matching soul guidance device inside appeared in front of several people, "Sect Master, this is a complete set of soul guidance armor. You You can try it first, and if you feel something is wrong, I can adjust it as soon as possible."

"Okay." With his heart burning, Ning Fengzhi came directly to the side and put on the armor with Mo Wen's help.

After moving for a while, he felt that the level of restraint was not that high. Ning Fengzhi felt that he was ready, so he called directly, "Ning Qing, come, you and I will fight."

Mo Wen and Gu Rong were standing in a row at the door. He always felt that the big man next to him had bad intentions, so he tried not to watch Gu Rong. This was the first time he saw a battle at the soul saint level, and he wanted to understand it.

Two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings rose up, and Ning Fengzhi showed the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower in his hand. The seven layers of seven colors lit up together to bless himself. The momentum of his whole body surged, raising a cloud of dust, and two soul cannons flipped over from behind. come over.

With the same seven soul rings of two yellow, two purple, and three black, a two-meter-high gilded heavy shield appeared in Ning Qing's hands. On the shield was a dragon turtle carrying a stone tablet. It was extremely powerful and said, "Sect Master, you attack first. "

"Okay." Without any hesitation, Ning Fengzhi learned how to use it from Mo Wen two days ago. He input soul power into his shoulder, and the two soul cannons lit up with emerald green light and shot towards Mo Wen and Gu Rong.

"Buzz." Black ripples lit up on the palm of Gu Rong's hand, and he blocked the soul cannon. He twitched the corner of his mouth but said nothing.

One shot missed, and Ning Fengzhi was a little embarrassed. Then he remembered that Mo Wen said that the aiming of the muzzle requires hand movements to be accurate. He pointed at the shield with both hands and shouted hurriedly, "Be careful Ning Qing."

Soul power surged, and Ning Fengzhi used one-fifth of his soul power at once. The high-grade core of rare metal supported the surging soul power, and turned into two rays of light and rushed towards Ning Qing.

"The fifth soul skill, dominate the world!" A burst of golden light flashed on the shield in his hand. Ning Qing resisted the attack and nodded to evaluate, "Sect Master, these two attacks combined are the attacks of high-level soul emperors." Strength. Congratulations, sect master, you can fight in the future."

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad." Ning Fengzhi praised again and again. He put away his soul power and did not doubt the attack power of other weapons. As long as the soul power is controlled properly and the input soul power enters the soul guide groove accurately, various kinds of things can be achieved. Micromanage.

Gu Rong, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was also quite moved. He nodded to the little man next to him and returned to Ning Fengzhi. He rarely smiled, but he looked a little scary.

"Congratulations, sect master." Mo Wen, the small man in Gu Rong's eyes, the maker of the soul guidance device, took two steps closer to congratulate him, deliberately reminding him that the hero was here.

Touching the armor on his body, Ning Fengzhi pondered for a while and made a decision, "Elder Mo Wen has made merit in making the soul guide. I make the decision, so I don't have to pay back the 3000 million gold soul coins."

"I thanked the sect master on behalf of my sister." The result made Mo Wen very satisfied, and the reward of 3000 million gold soul coins made him smile.

Leaving Ning Qing with Mo Wen, Ning Fengzhi took Gu Rong back to his residence, deciding to practice more carefully during this period to master the use of the soul guide faster.

As for Ning Qing, who brought the bed by herself, she didn't need Mo Wen to arrange it. She found a corner on the first floor, crossed her legs and meditated.